"Brother!" Ji Xiaofei ran into the room and saw Ji Yunjun sitting on the edge of the bed, his face haggard and decadent, his expensive shirt also wrinkled, there was a wine bottle beside him, Chen
The uncle stood aside, also looking helpless.
"Uncle Chen, I'll take care of my brother, you go out first!" Ji Xiaofei wanted to help him up, but Ji Yunjun hugged him into his arms, "Yanyan, you are back, I am finally back."
Ji Xiaofei wanted to break away, but he held her tighter, "Yanyan, I don't allow you to leave me again."
"Brother, let me go! I'm not Yanyan." Ji Xiaofei definitely didn't want to be Ling Yanyan's substitute.
The drunk Ji Yunjun couldn't hear a word at all. In his eyes, the person in his arms was Ling Yanyan.
"Yanyan, do you know how much I love you? You will never leave my side again in this life." Ji Yunjun looked at Ji Xiaofei in front of him and said his affectionate confession to Ling Yanyan.
Ji Xiaofei looked at him. In his eyes, she had always been a redundant person. Even if he was drunk, the person he saw was Ling Yanyan, not her. She shed tears sadly.
"Yanyan, don't cry," Ji Yunjun reached out and touched her face, gently kissing away the tears on her face.
Ji Xiaofei pushed him away hard, "I told you, I'm not Yanyan, I'm not Ling Yanyan!"
"No, you are, you are!" Ji Yunjun grabbed Ji Xiaofei who was getting up, turned her over, and pressed her down, "Yanyan, you are mine!"
As he spoke, he took off her clothes and kissed her forcefully.
"No! You can't!" Ji Xiaofei was unable to push him away. The more she resisted, the tighter his grip became.
Ji Yunjun took possession of her despite her resistance.
"Yanyan, don't leave me again." After Ji Yunjun said these words, he lay on the carpet and fell into a deep sleep.
Ji Xiaofei looked at the torn clothes on her body, grabbed the nightgown on the side, and put it on her body. She curled up and leaned against the bed. Then she looked at Ji Yunjun and sobbed softly. She wanted to be him.
The woman was right, but she didn't want to be a substitute. If he hadn't been drunk, if he hadn't regarded her as Ling Yanyan, would he have done this to himself? Definitely not!
Ling Yanyan, I hate you! She blamed all this on Ling Yanyan.
After a long time, there was a knock on the door, "Miss." Uncle Chen's voice sounded.
Ji Xiaofei stood up, pulled the nightgown tight in front of her, stood up with difficulty, walked to the door of the room, and opened the door.
Uncle Chen looked at Ji Xiaofei, "Miss, are you okay?"
"I'm fine. He's asleep. Let's ask the driver to help him get into bed!" After saying that, he left the room and walked in the corridor.
"Miss, did the young master... touch you?" Uncle Chen hesitated for a moment, then asked.
Ji Xiaofei stopped and turned around, "Uncle Chen, just pretend you don't know anything!" Because she also knew that when Ji Yunjun woke up, he would forget all about it, or maybe he would forget about it.
For him, this was just an accident, or maybe he hated her even more.
Ji Xiaofei squatted in the bathroom, letting the water from the shower head slide down, and the pain spread with her tears.
What emerged in front of her were scenes of happy scenes of Ling Yanyan leaning in Feng Zhiming's arms. Ling Yanyan's happiness was based on the pain of others. If it weren't for Ling Yanyan, how could it be like this now?
It's not easy for her, and she won't make it easy for Ling Yanyan.
Ling Yanyan opened her eyes, looked at Feng Zhiming beside her, and stepped away gently, not wanting to wake him up, but Feng Zhiming still woke up, but did not open her eyes.
Not long after, he heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and then heard the sound of the door opening and closing. Feng Zhiming opened his eyes. She was finally back in his arms, got up and walked downstairs.
, I heard a noise coming from the kitchen. When I walked to the door, I saw Ling Yanyan wearing an apron and busy.
Ling Yanyan turned her head and saw Feng Zhiming standing by the door. "Why are you up?" she said with a smile.
"My wife is already up, how can my husband stay in bed?" Feng Zhiming walked in and put his arms around her from behind.
"Let go first, I'm busy!" Ling Yanyan put the bowl in her hand on the sink, turned to Feng Zhiming and said.
Feng Zhiming still didn't let go, "How about we go out to eat?"
"No!" Ling Yanyan refused directly, "I want to cook it myself, but it seems I can only cook noodles, is that okay?"
"Do you really want to do it yourself? Will it be too tiring?" Feng Zhiming was eager to hold her in his hands and support her.
Ling Yanyan pulled away his hand around her waist and said, "It's just cooking noodles! You go outside and wait for a while. You'll be fine soon."
"Don't you need my help?" Feng Zhiming looked at her.
"No need." Ling Yanyan finally pushed Feng Zhiming out of the kitchen, and then closed the glass sliding door between the kitchen and the dining room.
Feng Zhiming walked back to the second floor. At this time, the mobile phone placed aside rang. He picked up the mobile phone and pressed the answer button, "Mom."
"Oh, it's Zhi Ming!" Shen Yushu said on the other end of the phone, "Where is Yanyan?"
"Yanyan is downstairs, do you want her to answer the phone?" Feng Zhiming asked.
Shen Yushu shook her head and said, "No, I'm just telling you that your dad and I are going to visit you next week."
"Well, okay, Mom, Yanyan and I will go pick you up when the time comes." Feng Zhiming said with a smile, "Yanyan also said that I haven't seen you for a long time, and she still wants to go to the United States to have a look when she has time.
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She originally had this plan, but because of Ji Yunjun's incident, Ling Yanyan didn't go there.
As soon as Ling Yanyan came in, she saw Feng Zhiming talking on the phone, "Zhiming, who called?"
"It's mom calling. She said she would come back to China next week to stay for a few days." Feng Zhiming put the phone back on the bedside table.
"Really?" Ling Yanyan asked happily.
Feng Zhiming hugged her, "Of course it's true. You were so happy when you heard that mom was coming!"
"Of course, I miss her so much!" Ling Yanyan pouted and said, "Then let's go back to the villa tonight and tell my parents by the way."
"Okay, I'll do whatever you want." Feng Zhiming smiled and stroked her soft hair.
Ling Yanyan hugged his waist and said, "Then let's go downstairs to eat! The meeting will be confusing."
At this time, a cell phone rang. Feng Zhiming glanced at the black iPhone next to the white and pink phone, picked it up and hung up. In less than three seconds, the phone rang again, "Yanyan, you go downstairs first, I'll take the call."
Go down again."
Ling Yanyan looked at him with something wrong, but said nothing and walked out of the room.
Feng Zhiming pressed the answer button, "What's the matter?"
"Brother Zhiming, where are you? Aren't you coming to the company today?" Fu Nina asked on the other end of the phone.
"Is something wrong?" Feng Zhiming's voice was still indifferent.
"Actually, it's nothing important, because I'm going to the hospital for a prenatal check-up tomorrow. Do you want to go with me?" Fu Nina asked him with ambivalence and a fluke attitude.
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